The mist on the river has dissipated, the rain clouds have converged, and the sunshine radiates on the river, reflecting the twisting clouds on the water, quietly being pushed away by the sailing bow.

In later generations, Geng Qing was always busy, so he had no time like the bow of the ship now, looking at the lush mountains and rivers on both sides of the shore, and the smoke surrounds the cooking on the distant hillside.

On a whim, I wanted to recite a poem, but opened my mouth slightly and closed it, as if I still remembered the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and everything else was given to the teacher.

And I will remember that song because it was a dirty joke.

‘Oh, I didn’t think it was before, but now I find that I am becoming more and more like a wife.’

The river was spacious and the waves were not urgent. Three large ships in the long row were sent to cross the water of the Fen River, which was quite stable. The shipboat rolled his legs and walked barefoot on the side of the boat as if walking on the flat ground. From time to time, he used the rod in his hand to explore the depth of the river. He turned around and smiled at the bow of the boat and shouted: "Sir, don't stand at the bow of the boat. The river in front was a bit turbulent and the waves were big. Be careful to fall."

"Haha...save."

Geng Qing patted the fence at his hand, and looked at the water birds passing by the vision in the distance and rushed to the river. When the waves splashed, he grabbed a small fish and flew with his wings to fly to the reeds on the river bank.

"Okay..." Before he finished speaking, a big wave was swelling on the turbulent river surface, the bow of the ship was shaking, and the water splashed on Geng Qing's face, even slitting his clothes and his chest was wet.

Well.....

Looking at the water stains, Geng Qing hurriedly retreated, turned around with a smile and said to the shipwreck who was looking at him: "This slap in the face is fast."

Frank self-deprecation can often cleverly resolve the embarrassment. The shipboat and the boatman laughed out loud with kindness, took a towel to him, and even the sturdy scholar who got on the boat and basically said nothing, pursed his lips and smiled. Seeing Geng Qing looking, he started.

"Mr. I am calm and composed, so I admire you very much."

"I have always been flattering people. I'm very familiar with this. I don't want to do this anymore. I don't know my brother's surname?" Geng Qing wiped the water stains on his face, handed the towel to Dou Wei, and sat on the bench next to the scholar and reported his name.

Then I asked the boatman to cook a pot of hot tea. In this way, on a sunny day after the rain, I was on the boat again, so why didn’t the tea be there?

The scholar heard some casual words and his serious face was stunned. Then he smiled and said, "I'm the surname Qin, with two names, Huaimian, a native of Dai County. The Shatuo people were in trouble before and were difficult to travel. Now that I heard that the notice has subsided, I came out of my home and rushed to Chang'an for this year's provincial examination."

Provincial test?

What's this? Geng Qing often listened to the exams in the spring exams and autumn exams in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. How could he feel like an illiterate person in ancient times?

He turned his head and looked at the fat county magistrate who had a blue face and had a few retching sounds. The latter raised his face with his eyelids weakly, wiped the corners of his mouth, and waved his sleeves weakly.

"I've told you again that I bought it, so how could I know so much?"

Perhaps he heard what Zhao Hongjun said, "The Guan'er was bought." The strong scholar looked a little cold, and he snorted in his mouth and nose. He knew that the fat man was the young man in front of him, so he was inconvenient to have an attack. After looking at him, he stopped looking at him, and his eyes fell on Geng Qing again. "Seeing that Geng Lang's words are not bad, there are many people around him, all of whom are martial arts. Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"Practice martial arts?" Geng Qing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to ask this question. "No, he just knew a few moves, such as the iron sand palm. If he had time in the future, he would probably be able to practice the Dragon Subduing Palm."

Dragon subduing?!

Qin Huaimian frowned and raised his hand to stop him, "Don't say this, don't tell others to listen to it, causing trouble. By the way, Geng Lang is also going to Chang'an when he travels?"

The verbal talk was not good, and the scholars were quick to turn their minds. They quickly changed the topic. Geng Qing did not think he was pedantic. After all, most of them have this kind of thinking these days, so he nodded immediately.

"The whole family moved to Chang'an, and they were ready to do some business there and have enough food and clothing."

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are often despised by any dynasty, especially the more they go to the capital, the more they are. However, the scholars over there could also hear that this was a humble word. Which businessman could let a county magistrate follow, although it was a bought official.

The two chatted casually for a while, and Geng Qing asked casually about the provincial examination. If the other party could go to high school, wouldn’t he have made friends with another future powerful man?

"In mid-August, the provincial examination is not difficult. It's just that I have taken the exam twice. Haha, if I don't make it this year, I will go back to my hometown to get married and have children, and spend the rest of my life."

"I was a little discouraged when I heard Brother Qin's words. I am not a scholar, but those who know that all those who read sages have a lofty heart and ambition. Brother Qin has only been so depressed twice. Then will the efforts I have made over the years be in vain?"

The scholar may not understand the truth about Geng Qing's words. He pursed his lips tightly and slightly turned his face away.

"......... Geng Lang was the first to say this, but what else can he do? The beacons in the south of the Yangtze River are so arrogant that the thieves look down on them. The Shatuo people in the north are eyeing them, and the Khitan people are like floods and beasts, waiting for the water dike to thaw. In the court, the eunuchs are in control, and even if I have the spirit, I will be almost wiped out."

Speaking of this, he felt depressed and stood up and walked to the side of the ship with his hands: "Liu Yunzhang, the left-behind capital, once made a direct remark, saying that the country has nine destructions, gathering troops all year round, damaging people's wealth, which is one destruction; the barbarians rise again is two destructions; the power, extravagance, and three destructions; the generals do not go to court, four destructions!"

He raised his fingers and slashed them one by one, and his words were powerful: "Building Buddhist temples is five destructions; bribery of public order, buying and selling official positions, these are six destructions."

Thinking of this, the scholar looked at the fat county magistrate on the other side of the boat and his speech speed increased. "The chief officials were cruel, seven, seven, and eight, and there were many people with taxes and labor. There were many people with food and salary, few people with taxes, nine, and nine. All of them came together. For more than three hundred years, the great Tang Dynasty was full of holes and holes. Geng Lang, how could you not be cold when you say you were too cold?"

The tall and strong scholar opened his mouth but was a righteous aura. Geng Qing looked at his back and could see that he was a pragmatic and ideal person, but he gradually became discouraged with this kind of ideal.

"Maybe, it's because you're wrong?"

When Geng Qing saw him turn around, he smiled, got up from the bench, walked to the scholar, and looked at the river bank and the countryside outside that passed through his eyes.

"If you want to be an official, there are many ways to do it. People cannot hang themselves on a tree. If the road cannot be done, then change the road. Maybe this road is still a shortcut? Don't rush to refute it, listen to it."

Geng Qing waved his hand and continued, "The life of a human being is, but it's only a few decades, maybe less than ten years. How many opportunities are there for you to try and make mistakes? If you waste too much time on the exam, even if you get what you wish in high school one day in the future, you will find that you have gray hair in the bronze mirror, and how much energy will you have to fulfill the remaining ideals?"

The river wind blew on his face, his long beards stroking. Qin Huaimian stuttered and wanted to refute, but he couldn't say it out loud. He continued to stop quietly.

Geng Qing pressed the guardrail and watched the water birds pounce on the water: "If there is a shortcut, it will save a few years or ten years. In these few years and ten years, you can do more. When you step into the coffin board and look back at what you have walked along the way, what you think in your heart has become what you want without realizing it, and you have proved yourself and this world."

"Geng Lang..."

Qin Huaimian's thoughts were a little confused by the impact of these words. He stood there for a while before speaking intermittently. I wonder if he figured it out, so he raised his hands: "Geng Lang said...is reasonable."

hehe.

Geng Qing smiled and bowed back, bowed to him slightly, "I have two or three days left to Chang'an. If you want to work with Brother Qin, you might as well talk more and prove the Taoist world together."

Feeling the young man's self-consistent simplicity, the scholar's face was so happy, and with the familiarity just now, he bowed and bowed.

"Geng Lang invited me, but I can't get it!"

The scholar happily accepted the invitation, his face full of joy. He didn't know how much he had gained just now, but it was a great reward to be able to listen to it. His strong body happily ran to the book frame and took out some books to read with Geng Qing.

On the side, the fat county magistrate glanced at him with a depressed look.

"You are so insignificant if you don't go to be an official."

"Isn't this trip to Chang'an just to be an official?" Geng Qing smiled at him, flicked his sleeves, took off the scholar behind him, and walked towards him.
Chapter completed!